Last year, I lost three of the elders in my life - both my parents and my mother-in-law, all in the space of 6 months, each to vastly different illnesses. I cared for my mother - a brave and independent woman - in the last few months of her life, whilst grieving my father's unexpected death. Memories can be sudden and bittersweet, or quiet moments of remembering sunshine and happy days. It is always too soon.
I was talking about that last night with my daughter--how it's always too soon. And how we can always see the possibility of more time spent with the people we love. Thank you for sharing these reflections at exactly the moment I want to read them.
Last year, I lost three of the elders in my life - both my parents and my mother-in-law, all in the space of 6 months, each to vastly different illnesses. I cared for my mother - a brave and independent woman - in the last few months of her life, whilst grieving my father's unexpected death. Memories can be sudden and bittersweet, or quiet moments of remembering sunshine and happy days. It is always too soon.
I was talking about that last night with my daughter--how it's always too soon. And how we can always see the possibility of more time spent with the people we love. Thank you for sharing these reflections at exactly the moment I want to read them.